Esme Mount Greenwood Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and her fave spot? My old piano stool. Sits there, starin’, like she’s judgin’ my vet skills. “The Force is strong with this one,” I mutter, laughin’. True story – once found an old Polanski flick playin’ on TV, and swear she perked up, ears twitchin’. Prolly bullshit, but I’m tellin’ ya, Whore’s got depth. She’s my dark side, my light – fuckin’ weird cat, man. *breathes heavily* I am your father – and she’s my Whore.

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I also love wanderin’ through the winding alleys of Vortex Boulevard. Each corner hides another oddity—a mural here, a hidden speakeasy there. My inner sexologist can’t help but notice the flirty energy between art and architecture, the flashing secrets whispered out the cracks. I sometimes imagine the buildings talkin', “You just gotta break free, baby, like dreamers in a drugged-out rave!” It’s as if this whole city breathes desire and chaos at the same time.

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